𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 [ 𝐭.𝐫 ]

06: KNIGHTS IN ARMOUR

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"A bludger gets by Diggory and Slytherin scores!" A sixth year Ravenclaw commented on the game," Looks like Rosier has aimed another quaffle."

Tom and Angelina sat in the prefects' box at the Quidditch match. The game was growing interesting by the minute, but they were not paying much mind to it, instead Angelina was telling Tom about her highly interesting sleeping schedule.

"Slytherin is going to win again, of course. 320 to 60 will be the score." Angelina knowingly leered before telling Tom all about her strange dreams.

"So you discovered an elixir that keeps the body healthy and young for eternity." Tom summed up, "in your dreams."

"Yes. It was brewed by Merlin himself, kept in a castle guarded by his dragon. It's said only the heir of Merlin can find this destination and I just happen to be the last of my line."

"But it is a myth," Tom stated, his icy gaze went back to the match, observing the skill of each player. He could have tried out for Quidditch, it would have gained him more popularity but it could affect his academic result, so he chose not to and strictly advised Angelina against it.

She enjoyed the sport and had fun playing it with her friends in her free time. But attaining leisure time and maintaining a spectacular result card did not always go hand in hand. Hence, she listed to Tom's advice.

"You think I don't know?" Angelina questioned back, rolling her eyes slightly.

"Yes of course." He said as he leaned in to whisper in her ear, "But there is always a chance it is not."

"We will have to wait till next year when I come of age. I will get the keys to any house left to my name." she replied. Tom looked at her, "if there is any house left to your name."

Tom leaned back in his seat and didn't say anything else.

"That's the snitch." Tom pointed out and Angelina snapped her gaze to it. It seemed like Malfoy also spotted it as well, Angelina was leaning against the railing cheering for her house.

"YES, MALFOY YOU ALMOST GOT IT." Chants were being held from the field and it felt extremely patriotic to Angelina. Taking a hold of Tom's wand that he held dangling from his left hand, she jinxed the uniforms of all houses to the colours of the house of the serpents. She smiled cheekily to herself. Nobody noticed her action.

Malfoy shoved Diggory off his broom and extended his hand towards victory. The whole field echoed with the cheers of victorious Slytherins and they won with the score Angelina predicted.

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"To our victory!" Abraxas bellowed as he held out a glass of fire whisky.

"Cheers!" Almost everyone joyfully leered said in union except Tom. They had gone down to Hogsmead for the rest of the day.

"That catch was amazing, Abraxas." Lucretia gushed, Angelina rolled her eyes, Lucretia had repeated this about five times already and it was starting to get onto Angelina's nerves.

"Rosier, how long did you practice for flying so perfectly?" Angelina purred as she took a swig of her whiskey, making a scene.

"Oh, it came to me naturally. I've got a family of great flyers." Rosier said as a faint blush took over his pointy features.

"Maybe you could teach me without so much company?" she batted her dark lashes at him. Rosier looked like he was going to burst of blushing.

"Of course, Angelina. Anytime you want." Angelina's plump lips curled upwards, Tom rolled his eyes at their shameless flirting between so many other students.